Uncle was interrogating me about it all day. He was accusing me of witchcraft. He asked me if I had cast spells. I blamed it all on Tituba. Tituba cast all the spells-we couldn’t have cast spells without her! It’s all her fault, but deep down I know it isn’t her fault. I could’ve stopped it. I didn’t have to cast spells but I wanted to. I swore blind and told him I did nothing but dance. I didn’t want to lie, but if anyone found out that I had cast spells I’d be in serious trouble. The only punishment for dancing is whipping!
I spoke with John earlier. I know that he desires me but he just can not bring himself to say it. I get so angry when I think about that evil woman at home waiting for him. How come she can have him but I can’t? She’s even blackening my name in the village now! I’m just waiting and waiting until he realises what is best for him-until he comes for me!
I was scared of Hale-he’s a powerful man. I had to lie to him over and over again. Uncle told Hale that he saw a kettle in the grass, so then all I got was questions and questions. I thought I was in trouble when I mentioned the frog, but I saved myself by blaming Tituba! I told them that she made me drink blood and cast the spells. Tituba tried to save herself but, of course, they believed ME! The conversation became too complicated so I decided to “confess”. I opened myself, I told them I wanted the light of God, to leave the Devil and to go back to Jesus! I cried out, “I saw Sarah Good with the devil! I saw Goody Osburn with the Devil!” Betty woke up and joined in with me. I blamed only the old at first, but I’ve yet to call out Elizabeth’s name! I don’t mean to harm the old but there’s no way that I’m getting in trouble for it, and if that means them being hanged-so be it! It was perfect, it was hard proof, hard as rock!
PROCTOR
Dear diary,
I came in from planting very late today. I had to finish right to the forest edge, and it was very tiring. I was glad to come home and see Elizabeth had cooked me dinner. It was rabbit. I slipped some salt in the pot while she was with the children- so it was very tasty and well seasoned!
Elizabeth seemed upset, she thought I’d been to Salem because I was so late back. I had thought about going there, but I had thought better of it since. I suddenly became very angry because Elizabeth told me that Mary Warren had been to Salem during the day and it sounds like she was too feeble to stop her. Apparently the court have power to hang those accused so Elizabeth wants me to go to Salem to save them from being hanged. She wants me to fight against Abigail; to tell the court that Abigail said it was naught to do with witchcraft that it’s all a fraud. I don’t understand why they believe her anyway, but they do and that’s what matters. No- one else can stop this whole fraud! I have no evidence so how can I prove that Abigail’s lying? Elizabeth believes I hesitate because it will hurt Abigail. All I can do is try.
I realised what I had said to Elizabeth about Abigail- “She told it to me in a room alone.” Elizabeth is very suspicious about it and questions me, but she doesn’t believe me. I feel like I’m being judged by her, like I’m in court. I have gone tiptoe since Abigail and I will not keep being judged. She’s lost all faith in me now.
I can’t believe what is going on here. There have been thirty-nine women arrested and Goody Osburn is to be hung! Sarah Good confessed that she had dealt with the Devil so she survives! Am I the only one that can see that this whole thing is a fraud? I just cannot believe that a Christian girl like Mary could allow old woman to be hanged. Elizabeth is very worried. She found out that she had been accused. It was dismissed, but she thinks that Abigail will cry out her name every day until she gets taken in. I tried to reassure her but it was no use because she wouldn’t listen.
Hale appeared from no-where, it startled me. He mentioned church; asked why I am so often absent. I tried to explain myself but I knew it was no use as he continued to question me.
I could not believe it when Cheever came with a warrant for Elizabeth, good and pure as she is. She stands accused by Abigail. Abigail made sure that the poppet was placed in my house then acted a part testifying it was Elizabeth who pushed the needle in. No one can see that the accuser may not be holy. Those crazy children are deciding our fates! When I heard the clank of the chain I cried. I could not breathe. No one sees the truth. Even Hale is a coward!
What do I do now? I must confess the truth in court and show that Abigail is a liar, but I cannot ruin my good name in the village. If I do have the courage to Abigail will charge me with lechery but I cannot let Elizabeth die for me- she is too full of goodness. I will go to court tomorrow and I hope I will be strong enough to see justice is done!
